Marvel One-Shots

Cause it's thriller (Carol Danvers x Reader)

    Music could be heard from the street as you walked closer to your friend, Maria's house. She was holding a Halloween party and you decided it wouldn't hurt to be social for once.

Thriller attacked your ears as soon as you stepped through the door. Immediately you took to looking for Maria since you didn't know most of the people here.

You found her in the kitchen talking to some guy dressed up like a werewolf while pouring a drink. Her costume consisted of a pair of aviators and her slight suit.

Walking up behind her you tap on her shoulder as she turns with a smile. She lets out a laugh as she sees your costume, "What are you supposed to be? A hippie? "

Letting out a small chuckle you shake your head, "I'm Sarah from Labyrinth. Are you wearing your flight suit from work? "

Maria nods her head at your statement before turning back to the werewolf man and saying goodbyes while he heads back into the mob of people in the living room.

She turns back to you and takes a sip of her mystery drink before answering, "I'm Goose from Top Gun. I don't know where my Maverick went but she's somewhere around here. And it's a very comfortable costume. "

The two of you talk for a little while longer before you decide it's time for you to take a break from socializing and hide in a bathroom with your drink.

After searching for a few seconds you finally found an empty bathroom and locked the door behind you. Placing your cup on the counter you let out a sigh as you try and fix your hair.

Suddenly the shower curtain is pulled back and you let out a screech as a woman with aviators and a similar flight suit to Maria's comes out of the tub, this must have been "Maverick".

"Were you there the whole time? "

The mystery woman fails to hear you or ignores you as she clambers out of the tub and lies down on the floor.

You faintly hear her say something but don't entirely catch it so you ask her to repeat it.

"The muppets always scared me. "

The bathroom is silent until you can no longer hold in your laugh and begin to double over from the absurdness of the statement.

"Are you drunk?"

Managing to get the statement out before you laugh more. The woman looks offended by your laughter but cracks a smile as she sits up from the floor and puts her back on the wall.

"It's not funny and yes. They've got those beady little eyes that just look into your soul and make you question everything you've ever done in your life."

Sliding down the wall you find your seat next to the woman and nod in agreement with her, "When you put it like that it makes a lot of sense."

She smiles at your confession and puts her head on your shoulder, completely forgetting boundaries due to the liquid in her system.

"I'm carol."

You look down at her and smile, "Maria's work wife, right?"

Humming in agreement she stares off at the random art hung up in Maria's bathroom before quietly mumbling.

"I could be your actual wife though."

Chuckling at the random confession you shrug your shoulder.

"Maybe."

~10 years later~

"And that kid is how I met your mother. "